weekend


31
Jan 15

Today, we ride

Owing to the details of life, today I took my second bike ride of the year. This makes me sad to even consider, which is something, I suppose. But travel interferes. Weather, other plans, the comfortable chair I’m sitting in at the time, whatever.

So, today, we ride. The Yankee got all set up and started her ride and I got all my various things together — shoes and helmet and water bottles and stretchy clothes — and chased off after her. She texted me just as I was leaving, so I knew where to follow. She had two miles on me and I wanted to get there. She made me work for it, too, but eight miles later — through the neighborhood, over the time trial and by the stores and up and over two hills and then through more shopping — I finally caught up to her.

cateye

Which meant I had to ride harder. But it all felt nice, through the old POW grounds and then up a slow, easy little mile-and-a-half hill where I actually increased my average pace. Then through a downhill segment where I kept the tempo high. Through there I increased my speed, but knew in every way — empirically and by feel and the sound of the wind and the hum of my tires — knew it was a pretty slow effort over familiar roads.

And finally those two last little molehills, those two slow rollers to get back home, something to grind and gasp over and feel your legs burning and “Why did I come home this way? Because I’m tired and I’m tired over a one hour ride. I really need to ride much, much more. I’ll ride tomorrow. It’ll rain tomorrow.”

You can think up a lot of things when you’re slowly, slowly making your way up a small hill.

Things to read … because that’s always downhill.

Inside the studio where ESPN is betting billions on the future of sports:

The new SportsCenter set is the crown jewel of the building: 9,700 square feet of space that will be used to broadcast the show on ESPN’s mass of channels. The revamped set was designed to make SportsCenter more personal, to show anchors moving around and interacting, but also to help the show move at the speed of the internet. ESPN has long been criticized for allowing news to break overnight while it ran repeats of the previous day’s shows; now the premier show in sports can update and broadcast in real time.

TV still matters at ESPN, and in every way DC-2 is wired for the future of TV. It’s capable of broadcasting in 4K and 8K, and if by some miracle 3D actually takes off, ESPN will be ready for that, too. TV is still where the network makes most of its money, and it will be for the foreseeable future. But when – not if, but when — that changes, ESPN says it will be ready. It has moved staff, built buildings, and overhauled how the company operates to make sure of that.

The strategy to keep ESPN on top breaks down along two broad lines. The first is an adjustment in how ESPN sees itself: the company has reorganized to promote more sharing across platforms, even launching the buzzword-friendly Content Sharing Initiative. ESPN the TV network, ESPN the radio provider, ESPN the magazine, ESPN the Instagram account, and ESPN the app maker are all becoming one.

The keys, for all of us, are to understand which of our audience needs what story, ascertain where those stakeholders are, give them that story in the best way possible in the format or with the tool they are using and then to ensure that you’re keeping the thematic elements in tune with your larger branding.

And then do it again and again and so on.

Here’s an effort, now: How 5 Major Publishers Plan to Use Snapchat’s New Channels .

This is a good read, What’s the Hardest Part About Being a Student Journalist?.

A video I showed in class yesterday:

From time to time an aspect of this topic comes up: being poor means different things across time. When Bread Bags Weren’t Funny:

I liked what Ernst said because it was real. And it reminded me of the old days.

There are a lot of Americans, and most of them seem to be on social media, who do not know some essentials about their country, but this is the way it was in America once, only 40 and 50 years ago:

America had less then. Americans had less.

If you were from a family that was barely or not quite getting by, you really had one pair of shoes. If your family was doing OK you had one pair of shoes for school and also a pair of what were called Sunday shoes — black leather or patent leather shoes. If you were really comfortable you had a pair of shoes for school, Sunday shoes, a pair of play shoes and even boots, which where I spent my childhood (Brooklyn, and Massapequa, Long Island) were called galoshes or rubbers.

Speaking of once upon a time, Leader of WWII’s ‘Great Raid’ looks back at real-life POW rescue:

Removing the prisoners — American, British, Canadian and others, who had dubbed themselves “Ghost Soldiers” — was an unexpected obstacle.

Conditioned by captivity, many POWs thought the raid a trick to kill them as they fled. Few recognized the green Ranger uniforms that evolved from blue or khaki uniforms during their years in captivity.

[…]

Rangers literally booted and shoved some POWs out. Rangers also removed their shirts to make stretchers to carry away sick and wounded prisoners and gave their clothes and boots to the emaciated, threadbare, barefoot men.

[…]

In the end, Allied casualties counted two Rangers dead and several wounded. No Filipinos died. More than 500 Japanese soldiers were killed or wounded. All 512 prisoners survived.

This is such welcome and good news, Saco station opens Monday after 9 years vacant:

Everything is original — from the gas pumps and retro Saco signs to the fake brown owl in the rafters used to scare off birds.

Even tall blue posts to the right of the station still extend into the sky, holding up a blue bell that previous owner Dick Salmon would ring after every Auburn football win.

After being vacant for nine years after Salmon was shot and killed inside the station’s lobby in 2005, the Saco station, on the corner of Dean Road and Opelika Road, is being revived.

Mike Woodham, owner of Woodham’s Full Service, which will operate in the Saco building, will open his business Monday, hoping to carry on Salmon’s legacy.

Salmon’s case remains open.

Craig Biggio takes the kind of tour we all want, or, if you want to tour the archives, all you have to do is get voted in, Biggio like a kid in the Hall of Fame:

Craig Biggio giggled and shook his head in disbelief. The Astros’ first Hall of Famer grabbed Babe Ruth’s bat and gripped it tightly, locking his hands on a handle that he quickly realized was much thicker than today’s models.

“No way! Babe Ruth’s bat,” Biggio said with a chuckle that served as a soundtrack for most of his tour through the National Baseball Hall of Fame. “Man, it feels good.”

The gritty, determined look Biggio carried to the plate during 20 years with the Astros was softened by a fan’s child-like giddiness Friday morning as he toured the Hall of Fame for the first time since he was elected to the Hall’s 2015 class earlier this month.

He chuckled with enthusiasm often, but he really cherished his visit to the climate-controlled collections area where he got to hold bats that once were used by Yankees legends Ruth and Lou Gehrig.

30 Healthy Habits for Triathletes: I’m pretty bad at most of these. Explains a lot about my triathlons, I’d guess.


25
Jan 15

Catching up

The weekly post of extra pictures, things we haven’t seen because they haven’t found a home. Until now.

She’s taking pictures of the birds in Miami. Or she’s trying to make a call. Maybe they had a better cell seagull than she did:

Ren

That was so bad it may not even qualify as a pun.

We heard Party in the USA and as I feel inexplicably compelled to document where I am at that moment in time … this is where I was sitting, on the back of a cruise ship in the Caribbean. Not bad:

Party

One of the docking mounts in Curacao:

Curacao

Ordinarily I don’t care for pictures of signs, but this warning in St. Lucia seemed worth noting:

sign

At port in St. Kitts:

Eclipse

Seeing the cruise ship from another vessel, at St. Lucia:

Eclipse

A note on trophies, at the museum display in the Auburn Arena:

sign

That trophy from the first Iron Bowl is just sitting down there, off its stand:

trophy

Shame, too. It is a nice piece:

trophy


24
Jan 15

My shins protest

Cold today. Caught up on a bit of television, watched the Senior Bowl. Had a few delightful phone calls. Talked myself out of running. Then talked myself into it. And then out of it again. This might have had something to do with the patterns in the sky. There was the sun and then it would appear dreary. Then the sun came back and then more clouds. But, eventually, the sun would return.

Finally, we went to run. But it was colder and dreary again by then.

“I’m just going to run a mile,” I said, “as fast as I can and then see how I feel.”

So I ran, and then sprinted and then ran and then jogged and ran again. I did a mile in 7:09, which is probably the fastest mile I’ve done since high school — my fastest was 6:23, but that was decades and a few pounds ago.

How I felt at the end of it, today, was done. I spent 10 minutes on the floor trying to catch my breath after that little episode, though, and that should probably count against my time somehow.

Now, if I could just do that several times in succession.

Things to read … because you shouldn’t read just one thing, but quiet a few things.

I ran across a mention of Col. Maggie in a Longmire book while on vacation. I’d never heard of Martha Raye’s time in Vietnam, but that was my loss:

The story relates how Colonel Maggie, who was also a trained RN before going into the entertainment field, went to entertain and visit a very small Special Forces camp. (It could have been at Soc Trang, around the early part of 1967.) I was told that she and some clarinet player, had gone to the camp to entertain, but while they were there the NVA attacked the camp. Mortar rounds and small arms fire were incoming. It appeared that there was a full-scale assault on the base camp. It was uncertain if the camp would be able to hold off the assault.. The camp medic was hit, and so with her being a nurse, she took over and began to assist with the treatment of the wounded who kept pouring into the aid station.

The camp was in great danger for several hours of being over run. The higher-ups in the military were trying to dispatch helicopters to the camp, but a combination of very bad weather and heavy fighting made that task a very dangerous mission for any crews that would be trying to come in to get the wounded, or to pull her out to a safer place. All this time, she was subjecting herself to the dangers of flying shrapnel and incoming automatic rifle rounds. She tended to the task that she was trained for – treating the wounded. She was said to have remained calm and fully active in doing her work – even with all the action taking place just outside the aid station. She kept focused on treating the wounded and did not seek shelter or safety for herself.

She kept refusing any and all rescue missions. She spent hours putting her skills as a nurse, to use treating patients and even assisting with surgery. She was in the operating room for 13 hours; she then went through the aid station talking with the wounded and making sure that they were okay. It was said that she worked without sleep or rest, until all the wounded were either treated, or evacuated out on a Huey (helicopter). She did not leave that camp until she was satisfied that all wounded were taken care of.

If even parts of that are accurate … that’s an impressive tale.

Dumb: Twitter study shows Alabamians read at elementary school level. You could discuss the actual numbers involved, but let’s just stick with the basics. You could look at age, but they did not. You could look at the issue of self-reporting locales, but that isn’t addressed. And they gloss over the notion that people are often limited in their word selection by 140 characters.

Stop Doing Social Media Wrong, also, see above.

Aggregation is deep in journalism’s DNA:

First, the aggregators of today will be the original reporters of tomorrow. Those of us who care about good journalism shouldn’t dismiss the Buzzfeeds of the world because they aren’t creating high-quality reporting. Their search for new audiences will push them into original content production. Buzzfeed may be focused on cat videos and aggregation now, but disruption theory argues that content companies like it will move into the realm of the Huffington Post — which in turn, has already indicated its desire to compete more directly with The New York Times.

Second, and perhaps more important, is that despite the obituaries for quality journalism, we can take comfort in remembering that we’ve been here before. We need look no further than that same 1923 volume of Time magazine.

Sounds familiar, doesn’t it?

The magazine previously known as “Illustrated” … Sports Illustrated lays off all staff photographers. This is being announced on economic grounds. They had six photographers left. So even if you cut salaries, travel budgets and benefits, that’s the margin the magazine is on:

He said that while the six are no longer staff photographers, that does not preclude them for continuing to shoot for the magazine if they so desire.

So I guess the next move will be utilizing freelancers and team photographers. Maybe they’ll seek out fan contributions.

Good stuff here: Nine podcasts for journalists

Vice Uses Virtual Reality to Immerse Viewers in News:

Long the purview of the gaming world, virtual reality represents a new frontier for journalism. News reports for years have borne witness to the events shaping the world. Now, directors and reporters are experimenting with virtual-reality technologies to essentially transport people into those events.

What can virtual reality headsets like Oculus Rift do for media?:

Nor does the technology for producing VR have to be particularly taxing for publishers and broadcasters. Use of the stereoscopic camera technology employed by Jaunt and others means that publishers can create immersive video for much cheaper than creating digital environments. It’s not VR in the sense of having an interactive world, instead being a 3D video, but it requires an HMD to deliver it all the same.

Journalists can also create more immersive experience with that tech. Simply by wearing stereoscopic recording equipment in interesting environments or while reporting on events as diverse as a gig or firefight, they can put their audience at the heart of the story they’re trying to tell. Consumer magazine Elle is already planning to broadcast live footage of a fashion show in VR.

Art pieces, too, like the Seeing i project in which artist Mark Farid will wear a VR headset and experience one person’s life for a solid month, hint at the new forms of content offered by VR headsets.

Here is Microsoft’s effort:

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That feels like a nice progressive step, no? Not the end goal tech, but an obvious step toward restructuring storytelling and consumption.

And, finally, a bit of good news from abroad: Officials Say Ebola Cases Are Falling In West Africa:

The number of people falling victim to the Ebola virus in West Africa has dropped to the lowest level in months, the World Health Organization said on Friday, but dwindling funds and a looming rainy season threaten to hamper efforts to control the disease.

More than 8,668 people have died in the Ebola epidemic in West Africa, which first surfaced in Guinea more than a year ago. But the three worst-affected countries — Guinea, Liberia and Sierra Leone — have now recorded falling numbers of new cases for four successive weeks, Dr. Bruce Aylward, the health organization’s assistant director general, told reporters in Geneva.

Given the dire projections WHO and others had been offering, these positive steps are welcome alternatives. The problem is a cyclical one in the poor areas where the epidemic routinely crops up. When the numbers dwindle, so does the support and money and medical assistance. Eventually it returns.


18
Jan 15

The cruise is over – travel day

Woke up in the darkness, before the cruise ship had docked in Miami. I’m not sure how or why that happened, but we got to watch the skyline slip by in the quiet, last moments before dawn.

We got off the ship late. We got to the airport early. The plane departed more-or-less on time. We arrived in Atlanta, took a shuttle to the car and were on the road with no problems. Now we’re home, unpacked and getting fussed at by the cat.

So here’s another video from the cruise, which should be the last one with any real purpose. (I have other clips. We’ll see if they wind up anywhere.) This one features a few clips of some of the performers we saw on board.

Great shows, all.

Tomorrow, I’ll do a day-late version of the weekly catching up post. I may stretch these photos out for a few more days after that, as well. If you missed something from this amazing trip you can catch up by checking out the Caribbean subdirectory.


17
Jan 15

Sea day

Our last sea day on an amazing cruise — an activity which is altogether indulgent on its face. Take a long cruise in warm, tropical climes when almost the entire country is bundling up, it is even more indulgent. And when you have four sea days, you’re experiencing the height of quiet, lazy indulgence.

I took two naps today.

We also had to pack today, bringing about mixed emotions. This has been a great trip, drawing to a close. But it has gone long enough that you’re actually ready to get home. At least a little bit.

This picture is from Thursday, as we sailed away from St. Maarten. This was the last land we saw, and the most detail we’ll see until we dock in Miami tomorrow.

sea day